With a bang, a large pile of stones were poured and damaged by the city wall, instantly blocking the gap. Arrows on the city wall were like rain, and they shot hard towards the pit.

The pit was extremely cleverly dug, and even the farthest one was within the range of an arrow. As long as the people of Beiliang arrived at the edge of the pit, they would be shot into a hedgehog immediately.

First plug the loophole and then block the pursuers, Murong Yi looked at the people under the city wall and waved his hand to order: "Let it go!"

It was three meters long and one arm thick, and the wood covered with iron thorns rolled down from the city wall, rolling down the Beiliang soldiers who were climbing up like a destruction.

In addition, there are Naihemu and wolf teeth slap, one after another, attacking them in a tight manner. Not to mention the arrows, they can almost be described as dense as rain.

But after a moment, there were corpses under the city walls, and there was almost no living person.

At this time, the follow-up troops of the Beiliang people filled in the third pit, and a bunch of corpses were left beside each pit.

Seeing this scene, Nie Zheng finally understood that the few sounds he called on the city wall just now were luring the enemy.

Originally, the people of Beiliang used the cooling to calculate them, but they had the intention to calculate but were unintentional, but they never expected that their conspiracy was seen through by Feng Wuyou and Murong Yi, but now they were plotted back.

The price of this mistake was the three thousand corpses of Northern Liang soldiers under the city wall.

A golden sound rang out, and the people of Beiliang withdrew their troops.

People are dead, and even if they rush over, it is meaningless. Moreover, the road ahead is full of obstacles. When they rush hard at this time, they will only kill more people.

The war came to an end, and Murong Yi signaled Cheng Zhijie to collect recyclable leashes and other equipment in a winch, while Feng Wuyou took the opportunity to go to the city and walked to Murong Yi.

"Wuyou..." Murong Yi shouted when he saw her.

"I'll change the arrows for you." Feng Wuyou raised his hand and signaled, and Nie Zheng immediately ordered someone to bring up the arrow soaked in gold juice.

A bad smell came, and Murong Yi frowned.

"What is applied to it?" Murong Yi first thought of medicine, but what medicine can smell so smelly?

"Don't ask." Feng Wuyou said. It was not that she didn't want to say it, but that she was afraid that after she said it, they would not need it.

In fact, these arrows were just soaked with some gold juice on the arrows, and were not as unclean as imagined.

When Feng Wuyou said this, Murong Yi took it seriously and ignored it.

At this time, Cheng Zhijie came over and asked Murong Yi what else to do. The battle just now was so beautiful that he killed nearly 3,000 people in Beijing, but they did not suffer any damage. Only a few soldiers were scratched by the raid due to bad luck, which could basically be ignored.

They are all the same city guarding equipment. Cheng Zhijie asked himself that he could use it, but he would never be able to use it so precisely and so linked. This also shows that the name of Murong Yi's famous general is definitely not for nothing.

"It was just a lucky moment. Now the people of Beiliang know that we are prepared. The next battle will not be so easy anymore." Murong Yi looked serious but not solemn, but was calm and calm. He ordered: "Please prepare objects such as pounding wood, falling stones, and resting on the spot. What we face is a tough battle."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Zhijie calmed down from his excitement. For many years, he naturally knew what to do about these things and immediately turned around and arranged them.

Feng Wuyou stood in front and looked into the direction of Beiliang in the distance.

I saw that there were so dark that there were countless people and horses. At this time, the people were mobilizing quickly. The crowd ran back and forth, and from a distance, it looked like ripples after wave.

Suddenly, a desolate horn sounded, Murong Yi's face changed and he said in a calm state: "They are going to attack!"

The war begins again.

This time, the people of Beiliang were obviously much more cautious. They formed an array, protected by shield soldiers in front, archers scattered on both sides to pull the attacks on the city walls, and the workers and infantry were in the middle, under the cover of all parties, quickly landing and clearing the pits and obstacles on the ground.

Although Cheng Zhijie commanded people to do his best to destroy it, the effect was not obvious.

Soon, the road to the city wall was cleared, and another horn sounded, and the people who cleared the barriers dispersed to both sides, while the elite soldiers roared wildly, taking cloud ladders to attack the city wall and other objects, rushing towards the city wall.

This is a solid siege battle, and no one on both sides can take advantage of it.

Arrows on the city flew down like rain, pounding wood, falling stones, and even boiling water and boiling oil, pouring down like money.

The people under the city pushed the siege cart and carried the ladder, and rushed up again after death, and were red-eyed and wanted to attack the city wall.

In two days, two full days, the Xiao family army in Tanzhou repelled the opponent's attacks thirty-seven times. Almost every hour, the people of Beiliang would charge forward.

They have a large population and have enough time to rotate and rest, but the Xiao family army has only 12,000 people. In the past two days and two nights, almost none of them can meet their eyes.

If the fairy pass had not had a narrow terrain that limited the troops of the Beiliang people every time they attacked, I was afraid that the Beiliang people would have already rushed into the city wall now.

But even so, the Xiao family army has reached the point where they have run out of ammunition and food.

The rolling stones and wood have been used up for a long time, but there is still water, but there is no firewood to burn it.

There were only a few arrows left, and the sharp weapons of the city guarding were also damaged.

In addition to the city walls on both sides, they also broke several gaps on the front walls. In the two previous attacks, the people of Beiliang had already attacked, but the Xiao family army defeated them with their blood and Murong Yi's leading position.

The city wall was quiet, and everyone was huddled behind the female wall, and they seized all the time to recover their strength.

They closed their eyes and didn't even have the strength to speak. The only little strength left was used to bite off the cold and hard-bound dry food and chew it hard.

Everyone has a faint premonition in their hearts, maybe the next siege will be the last time.

But the Xiao family army would rather die than surrender.

Feng Wuyou often went up to the city wall to see it these two days, but more of it were in the city.

She took over the original logistics and city defense. Thanks to her in the past two days, all kinds of materials needed to defend the city were transported to the city head continuously, without a single minute or a tiny shorter.

In order to supplement the rolling stones and wood, she even ordered the demolition of the houses in the city and moved all the people to county government offices and temples to protect the cold.

She knew that there must be people scolding her, but she didn't care.

Compared with Xiao Jinglan and the lives of 200,000 Xiao family soldiers, what is this insult?

At this time, she came to the city again and saw Murong Yi at a glance.

Murong Yi was still wearing the uniform of an ordinary soldier in Xiqin, but it was already tattered and covered with traces of blood and fire everywhere.

His face turned blue with cold, his lips were even chapped to the point of whiteness, and even bleeding mouths.

"You are here." As soon as you opened your mouth, your voice was as hoarse as if it had been sanded with sandpaper.

Thanks to him, the Xiao family army has been able to defend until now. I can't remember how many times the people in Beiliang almost climbed the city wall. It was all Murong Yi's command, but he was in danger and he turned danger into safety again and again.

Seeing Feng Wuyou, he smiled and said, "There is nothing good to look at, so you should go down quickly."

In the wind and snow, his smile was so beautiful that it looked so beautiful.

Unlike when he was in Anling City, he always had a hint of patience on his face and had to do so. Now Murong Yi laughs like laughs, anger likes anger, and bright and cheerful.

"Are we almost unable to hold on?" Feng Wuyou asked.

Murong Yi pondered slightly, then smiled and said, "It's not until then, how can I know whether I can hold on? I can't hold on, and I will only know when I really can't hold on."

When the people of Beiliang attacked, weren’t there many people who felt they couldn’t hold on? But in the end, they drove them down again.

Feng Wuyou couldn't help but smile. Murong Yi was indeed the one who looked the most like her comrades in her previous life. Such a conversation sounded so comfortable and pleasant.

"We won't be able to hold on." Feng Wuyou waved his hand, carefully took a small jar from Nie Zheng's hand, and said, "I prepared a big gift for the people of Beiliang."

What Feng Wuyou can say this is definitely not a simple thing. Murong Yi was about to ask, when a horn suddenly sounded.

In the past two days, people in the city have heard the sound of the horns for many times, and almost formed a conditioned reflex. The sound just turned around and jumped up, and then reached his position as quickly as possible.

Murong Yi also immediately jumped to the female wall, looked away, and turned around and said, "Wuyou, there is danger above, you can go down first."

Feng Wuyou shook his head: "This time, I will defend the city with you!"

Murong Yi wanted to say something, but the army of the Beiliang people was approaching. He didn't bother to say anything anymore, and immediately raised his sword and issued a loud defense order.

Feng Wuyou did not disturb him, but was behind her. At some point, all thirty people from Yunwei had arrived.

Twenty of them each held a small jar in their hands. There were many such jars placed densely by their side, guarded by the remaining ten cloud guards, and no one was allowed to approach them.

The battle began again. This time, the people of Beiliang were more prepared than before. They hid under the siege car and soon arrived near, pushing the siege car to hit the city gate.

There are also people on the walls on both sides of the city walls, whether they hold ladders and hijacks, climbing up like a life-threatening one. Even if the Xiao family army on the city uses bows and arrows and rifles to shoot or thrust people down, they will follow behind.
Chapter completed!